Frozen Corpse
Description
The temple rules state: New monks entering the temple may receive a new kasaya.
One day, Master 
Non-Void joyfully welcomed a new disciple and personally led him to the storeroom to fetch a kasaya.
The young disciple found that the kasaya was made of a single layer of cloth, hardly adequate for the snowy mountains. He asked, “Master, this thin kasaya seems suitable for summer. Could I exchange it for a woolen one?”
Non-Void shook his own kasaya and said, “The one I wear is the same as the one in your hands, only more ornate. With the Buddha’s wisdom in your heart, you shall fear the cold no more.”
The young disciple, still doubtful, asked, “Master, I saw many seniors frozen to death by the roadside…”
Non-Void kindly replied, “Their understanding was shallow, and minds unsteady. Yet you are different. I can see that you have the potential to comprehend the Buddha’s wisdom.” The young disciple, feeling proud, happily followed his master back with the kasaya.
Not long after, another frozen corpse appeared outside the temple gate. As Non-Void led his new disciple past it, the young disciple asked, “Master, did these seniors all freeze to death?”
Non-Void continued walking slowly and said, “Fear not, my disciple. They lacked piety and wisdom, but you are different…”
Poetry
Wisdom’s lamp lights seasons’ span,
Time flows like water through our hands.
Snow and wind obscure the way,
Achievements drift like bubbles, grand.
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